I'm not sure when it started, exactly. I suspect around November 2016 - but seeds of it were planted earlier than that.
I am confident, however, that it was a slow, gradual process. So slow, that it snuck-up on me, uninvited.
It showed up as irritation, a touch of gloom, and sometimes misplaced anger. At times I drowned it in glasses of Chardonnay, or expressed it in curse-laden rants to my husband and close friends, or, on good days, I left it in the woods during hikes.
So, last week I started #75daysofhope and am creating HOPE artwork until the election.
I do hope that these pieces bring you little reminders that HOPE is still around! Enjoy!
Sometimes it's hard to remember to notice a moment - let alone enjoy it!
This is a friendly little reminder to take time - maybe once a day - to breathe in and out, take inventory of the current moment and possibly find some joy!
Make it a HAPPY day!